Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
Work drags by so slowly that I've lost count of the number of times I've glanced at the clock. When our manager asks for a volunteer to get some files from upstairs, I jump at the chance to have a change of scenery. I flick the switch in the filing room, and check my list to see which shelf I need. The room smells of old paper and the fluorescent bulb floods...
“I’m going to bed. You coming?” “Not yet. I’ve still got some work to finish,” I say as I peck on the keyboard. You lean over and give me a peck on the cheek. “Good night, sexy.” “Night, baby.” I keep working until I hear the shower turn off. I give you time to get settled and then walk into the bedroom. You are already under the covers, curled up on you...
NOTE: This is for everyone who sent me positive feedback on my first story BBW and a Diamond in the Rough. If it hadn't been for all of you, I would never have sent the second part of this out to be viewed, thanks so much everyone. * I'm sitting at the edge of the stage sipping my drink and feeling a bit nervous. Apparently, my favorite dancer wants to see...
Juicy hot dogs sizzle and crackle on the grill. The sun sears into my skin, and the air is filled with the sound of shrieking, splashing children. It's community pool party day. I present my pass to the guy at the front desk, cut through the locker room, and enter the bustling pool area. I untie my sarong, toss it onto an empty lounge chair. I have no idea...
"Mm, yes, yes!" she moans as she orgasms hard, holding my head to her pussy. When she's finished, she sinks back on the couch and pets my head gently. "You really know your way around a pussy, my pet." I smile shyly and duck my head down to plant a quick kiss where her thigh meets her pussy. "What can I say, mistress? You inspire me." She hooks her fingers...
I’m sitting here thinking about what it is at this time you are doing. I have been reading stories on a site that we regularly review. You had told me of one that reminded me of you and I and the way you felt when we were together. I had also read another story, and as a result my desire to be with you right now is unbearable. There is so much about the rel...
This is Part Two of The Borderline and I was struggling to find a way to finish this tale but I'm happy with the result. For those who haven't read Part One, Holly and Rachel were involved nearly thirty years ago but split up and the story is set primarily in 1980s Melbourne. They were recently reunited by chance and Rachel has accepted Holly's invitation to...
Chapter 4 - Part 3 That faithful weekend would plant the seed of hatred in Jen... she had convinced herself that perhaps she had finally found the elusive happiness she so desperately searched for. That search resulted in as many disappointments as encounters; one of them resulted on her becoming pregnant; she had thought, wrongly that the kid would secure...
Compared to the Orient Express, the helicopter was both more boring, and a good deal faster. Emm, having momentarily finished eating Alessandra, turned to us and said: 'But Pix, I am confused. I thought that those buttplugs were suppositories, when did you have time to plant an explosive device in them?' 'Darling Emm,' I laughed, 'have you ever heard of b...